Fang Zheng's eyes widened, and he charged forward in a Unity of Man and Blade.
He could tell the opponent wasn't at Three Blood; given this, there was no reason he couldn't take them head-on, especially since he had already mastered the Power into the Marrow.
Moreover, he had just received the blessing of Talismanic Magic.
"Boom!"
The two collided.
Fang Zheng felt a violent tremor in his grip, his body was nearly knocked off balance as if hit head-on by a speeding car, and the strength in his whole body almost dissipated.
He staggered backward.
Damn it!
What's up with this guy?
Clearly, the opponent was also at Second Blood and hadn't mastered Power into the Marrow, yet their strength was greater than a Three Blood Martial Artist. Could it be they're a different breed?
"Howl!"
Compared to Fang Zheng's unsteadiness, his opponent merely leaned back, his expression growing more excited and ferocious before stabilizing and rushing forward again.
"Swish!"
